Trying a little too hard
Now some people are born as conduits of inexplicable and nearly constant brooding negativity (me). As such, they tend to wax a little poetic, in a certain way, when they contemplate with their pissy lens of life. But, there is a point where you're just trying tooooooo hard. For example, look at what the artist OK GO did with an angst ridden love/lust song. Some examples are just a bit too... corny, for me to take seriously. enjoy.
Artist: OK GO - 'Invincible'
When they finally come to destroy the earth, they'll have to go through you first.
I bet they won't be expecting that.
When they finally come to destroy the earth,
they'll have to deal with you first,
and now my money says they won't know about the thousand
Fahrenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes.
Invincible. You're invincible.
That crushing, crashing, atom-smashing, white-hot thing... It's invincible.
When they finally come, what'll you do to them?
Gonna decimate them like you did to me?
Will you leave them stunned and stuttering?
When they finally come, how will you handle them?
Will you devastate them deliberately?
'Cause I'm gonna guess they won't be prepared for thousand
Fahrenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes.
Invincible. You're invincible.
That crushing, crashing, atom-smashing, white-hot thing... It's invincible.
So, please use your powers for good. You're invincible.
Artist: OK GO - 'Invincible'
When they finally come to destroy the earth, they'll have to go through you first.
I bet they won't be expecting that.
When they finally come to destroy the earth,
they'll have to deal with you first,
and now my money says they won't know about the thousand
Fahrenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes.
Invincible. You're invincible.
That crushing, crashing, atom-smashing, white-hot thing... It's invincible.
When they finally come, what'll you do to them?
Gonna decimate them like you did to me?
Will you leave them stunned and stuttering?
When they finally come, how will you handle them?
Will you devastate them deliberately?
'Cause I'm gonna guess they won't be prepared for thousand
Fahrenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes.
Invincible. You're invincible.
That crushing, crashing, atom-smashing, white-hot thing... It's invincible.
So, please use your powers for good. You're invincible.
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Now some people are born as conduits of inexplicable and nearly constant brooding negativity (me). As such, they tend to wax a little poetic, in a certain way, when they contemplate with their pissy lens of life.
Hat-tip from one pissy melancholic to another.
Depression rarely makes good poetry, and that's a fact.
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